Trouble in Paradise
Feb 24, 2015 2:24:23 GMT -6
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Post by Alex Cross on Feb 24, 2015 2:24:23 GMT -6
The hotel room was dark except for the cold colored sparkle of city lights through the window. The blanket of shadows bleeding the room in blue hues and darkness. An occasional rebellious flash of red light would flash in the reflection of the city on the window. A single spot of color in a see of darkness and white lights. If Munin was of the mind she could pretend it was a city of stars. A Beautiful city made of stars shining brightly in the nigh. Stars just waiting for you to make a wish.
But Munin was not of a mind to see it that way, and she resented every stray ray of light that penetrated the darkness of her room. The city was just a city to her. A shining world full of people bustling about absorbed in their own lives. Completely unaware that someone above was looking down on their world. That was how she liked to see it. Their world, a world far removed from her and her dark room. A world filled with people that she didn't have to deal with.
If she were honest with herself she was hiding. Hiding from the confrontation that was inevitable, and how inadequate she secretly felt to handle it. How for the first time in along time she was afraid. The real problem in all of this though is that Munin was nearly always honest with herself, whether she liked it or not,and contrary to what most people will tell you it wasn't helping a bit. A tumbler of fine aged whiskey though, that was another manner.
Finishing yet another scenario in her mind, Munin took another sip from her whiskey, and came to the conclusion that she was horrible at dealing with emotional conversations. So she would wing it and deal with the consequences. This would be so much easier she mused to herself if emotions were not involved, but then a lot of things were, yet somehow all the mess was worth it was worth it.
As the hotel door opens allowing a ray of light into the room, Munin allows her mask to fall back in place. Not that it was hard to do, she truly did want to strangle the love of her life...possibly with his spinal cord, but she wasn't going to do that because she loved him. Besides the shadows of the room nearly swallowed her small form. Only the paleness of her face and hands really shone in the muted light. So she quietly and patiently sat there, waiting for the love of her life to noisily enter the room and close the door.
"Don't worry about the lights....I actually prefer them off at the moment.
The voice is a cold feminine caress in the darkness of the room. It was more polite than angry, and perhaps because of that more unsettling.
"So I take it you saw the end of Crimson."
His voice was soft as he spoke to the woman hiding in the shadows of the room. It was difficult to know exactly what to say in this situation and for once in his life he truly was speechless. He slowly walked across the room and took a seat behind Munin who sat looking out the window still clutching onto her glass of whiskey. Alex grabbed the nearby bottle and instead of pouring himself a glass took a drink straight from the bottle. He knew it was going to be a long night so it might be best to be slightly drunk for what laid ahead.
"Can we talk or do you plan on ignoring me all night?
Perhaps those weren't the best choice of words but at this point he didn't know if that existed.
"If I were ignoring you I wouldn't have spoken to you when you walked in the door. In fact I wouldn't be in this hotel room at all. Trust me when I say that avoiding you for the last few hours was a good thing."
She takes small sip of the amber liquid, welcoming the burns as slid past her red lips. She had no intention of getting drunk, but a little relaxation couldn't hurt matters.
"Besides what exactly was I supposed to say over the phone, and what exactly am I supposed to say now?"
Her voice drops at that last point and sharpens like a razor for her next clipped words.
"In fact I'm wondering, out of sheer curiosity mind you, how do you think I should feel right now?"
Alex turned his back towards her as he walked towards the door only to stop after a few steps and turn back around.
"I guess my question is what are you mad at? I told you a couple of weeks ago after Aftermath went off the air that things were changing in the GZW. Were you not listening? I also promised that it was be in that ring only, that none of it would spill over into our personal life. That it was simply just business. And yet..."
He voice trailed off for a moment as he took another drink from the bottle.
"And yet here we are allowing it to spill over into our personal life. Why is that Munin? Why can't it stay in the fucking ring instead of affecting what we have?"
"Just business?"
The words were drawn out into a dangerous purr. The type that made one glad that words and tone could not actually do physical harm.
"What you did to Eva became personal when that match ended. She won Alex, she had nothing to do with you feud with Leon. She treated you with respect, more respect than anyone in this company has given you in a long time Alex and this is how you repaid her?"
Her hand clenches on her tumbler and the tips of her fingers dig into the arm of her chair. The only out word signs besides the venom in her voice at how enraged she is.
"With an unprovoked attack?"
As he starts to open his mouth she cuts him off with the sheer viciousness in her tone.
"No. Business is business but family is god damn fucking family and you don't go out of the necessary parameters to fucking break them!"
Alex is beside himself with anger though he isn't sure whether he's mad at the woman in front of him or at himself.
"Babe I had to prove a point and unfortunately she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. If you want to blame anyone you need to blame Leon because had he not shown his face at ringside I would have shook her hand and walked out. Because you're right. She beat me fair and square in the center of that ring and on the leadup to the match didn't fuckin discredit everything about me or my career like everyone else has."
He looked at the bottle in his hand as he paused. His mind drifted off to the many night spent behind bars because of drunken rages and chooses to set the bottle down at least for now.
"But I stand by my choices. What I did in that ring was not personal and it sure as hell wasn't done to make you upset with me. It was business and nothing more."
The silence that follows his words is suffocating, and broken only by the hush rough voice of Munin. Its the voice of someone speaking quieter because the only alternative was screaming.
"Did you ever stop to think once about what would have happened if you damaged her neck outside of the match. How I would feel facing the children after that? What would I tell them? I'm sorry the man I'm in love with attacked your mother to prove a point...it wasn't personal."
Turning her chair to face him she forces him to look her in the eyes.
"There is a line when dealing with family Alex, a line that even Mongrel will acknowledge. Can you honestly not see it?"
He was having trouble keeping his cool but he knew losing it would cause a result much worse.
"Mongrel acknowledges? That over grown idiot damn near killed you! Was it in a ring? Was it after a match? No it was backstage! So please Munin, please tell me how even he acknowledges that you don't cross the line with family. YOU'RE my family! You're the only thing I have here and the only thing in this world that means anything to me. So how in the hell does he acknowledge anything Munin?"
"Why did he attack me Alex?"
"He attacked you because you had his sister jumped. So that automatically gives him a bye for assaulting you backstage? I call bullshit!"
"I'm not saying that its right or wrong, and I'm not saying that I plan on inviting him for tea anytime soon. In fact we will likely be trying to bash each others brains out at some point in the near future. HOWEVER I have never belittled the fact that he did what he did out of some sense of familia loyalty."
Up to this point she had been leaning forward in her chair, but by the time she had finished her reply she had slammed her tumbler down and collapsed back into her chair. Looking suddenly tired.
"I'm not standing here debating the concept of family loyalty. It's one of the main reasons I went after Mongrel after he attacked you. But what I did was within the confines of a wrestling ring. When Eva stepped into that ring she knew the risks that awaited her. If she was so worried about her neck then she shouldn't have agreed to the match!"
"Fuck...."
Alex shook his head as he placed his hands on his hips.
"Was what I did right? No! But what happened happened and I can't do a damn thing about it. And honestly, I'm not sure I would if I could."
She closes her eyes for a moment and turns her face towards the city. The lights reflecting her cold face once more.
She suddenly found herself wishing that the city lights really were stars and that she could wish on them.
"When you last spoke to me about wrestling I wasn't concerned. I figured that you were walking along a line that most wrestlers play with at least once in their career, but tonight I saw you cross it. Are you sure you know what you're doing? Are you sure you can live with where this road takes you?"
Her voice sounded dead with memories of things she wishes that she could.
"In there isn't like the real world Alex, and you won't be able to excuse away your actions with survival or addiction. Your actions will have consequences...and you'll have to deal with them."
"Munin I have done a lot of things in my life that I'm not proud of. I've made a lot of mistakes that I've had to live with throughout the years. What I did to Leon after our match at Aftermath and what I did to Eva after our match at Crimson was childs play so far as I'm concerned."
"Did my actions keep her out of action? Of course not because she's competing at Anniversary Armageddon in a couple of weeks against you! Did I do any long term damage? No! My actions have put people in the hospital and put me behind bars. Yet I'm supposed to feel remorse for my actions inside a wrestling ring? I'm supposed to struggle with my actions that were part of my job? Sorry but I just don't see it Munin."
He looks away from Munin for a moment.
"Had I known this was the reaction I would have gotten from you maybe I would have done something different. I knew that Eva was like a sister to you but in that moment all I saw was Leon sitting ringside with that shit eating grin of his and all I wanted to do was slap it off. Eva was wrong place at the wrong time."
"I wish I could make you understand, but I can see that with the way things currently are that's hopeless. I just hope that you can deal with the consequences."
Standing slowly Munin removes her jacket from the back of the seat.
"I'm not judging you for the path your taking. I've walked that road myself a number of times, but I can't help but think its the wrong thing for you. That's not my call though....its yours."
She pulls on her military coat, pulling her hair out from the neck of her coat to hang down her back.
"Business will be business. Now, I think it will be best if I take a walk so that we can both have time to calm down....I'm still furious with you, but I love you."
"Munin I.."
He pauses as the woman brushes past him and towards the door. What else could he say? She was right, he didn't see her point and had no plans of changing his mind.
"I love you."
So much more should be said but that was all he could manage to get out. She glanced at him once more as she wrapped the scarf around her neck at the door. She wished there was something she could say to make things better, but there was nothing to say. So with that last chance she walked out the door to brave the cold city. Who knew maybe she would find a star....a girl could wish.
But Munin was not of a mind to see it that way, and she resented every stray ray of light that penetrated the darkness of her room. The city was just a city to her. A shining world full of people bustling about absorbed in their own lives. Completely unaware that someone above was looking down on their world. That was how she liked to see it. Their world, a world far removed from her and her dark room. A world filled with people that she didn't have to deal with.
If she were honest with herself she was hiding. Hiding from the confrontation that was inevitable, and how inadequate she secretly felt to handle it. How for the first time in along time she was afraid. The real problem in all of this though is that Munin was nearly always honest with herself, whether she liked it or not,and contrary to what most people will tell you it wasn't helping a bit. A tumbler of fine aged whiskey though, that was another manner.
Finishing yet another scenario in her mind, Munin took another sip from her whiskey, and came to the conclusion that she was horrible at dealing with emotional conversations. So she would wing it and deal with the consequences. This would be so much easier she mused to herself if emotions were not involved, but then a lot of things were, yet somehow all the mess was worth it was worth it.
As the hotel door opens allowing a ray of light into the room, Munin allows her mask to fall back in place. Not that it was hard to do, she truly did want to strangle the love of her life...possibly with his spinal cord, but she wasn't going to do that because she loved him. Besides the shadows of the room nearly swallowed her small form. Only the paleness of her face and hands really shone in the muted light. So she quietly and patiently sat there, waiting for the love of her life to noisily enter the room and close the door.
"Don't worry about the lights....I actually prefer them off at the moment.
The voice is a cold feminine caress in the darkness of the room. It was more polite than angry, and perhaps because of that more unsettling.
"So I take it you saw the end of Crimson."
His voice was soft as he spoke to the woman hiding in the shadows of the room. It was difficult to know exactly what to say in this situation and for once in his life he truly was speechless. He slowly walked across the room and took a seat behind Munin who sat looking out the window still clutching onto her glass of whiskey. Alex grabbed the nearby bottle and instead of pouring himself a glass took a drink straight from the bottle. He knew it was going to be a long night so it might be best to be slightly drunk for what laid ahead.
"Can we talk or do you plan on ignoring me all night?
Perhaps those weren't the best choice of words but at this point he didn't know if that existed.
"If I were ignoring you I wouldn't have spoken to you when you walked in the door. In fact I wouldn't be in this hotel room at all. Trust me when I say that avoiding you for the last few hours was a good thing."
She takes small sip of the amber liquid, welcoming the burns as slid past her red lips. She had no intention of getting drunk, but a little relaxation couldn't hurt matters.
"Besides what exactly was I supposed to say over the phone, and what exactly am I supposed to say now?"
Her voice drops at that last point and sharpens like a razor for her next clipped words.
"In fact I'm wondering, out of sheer curiosity mind you, how do you think I should feel right now?"
Alex turned his back towards her as he walked towards the door only to stop after a few steps and turn back around.
"I guess my question is what are you mad at? I told you a couple of weeks ago after Aftermath went off the air that things were changing in the GZW. Were you not listening? I also promised that it was be in that ring only, that none of it would spill over into our personal life. That it was simply just business. And yet..."
He voice trailed off for a moment as he took another drink from the bottle.
"And yet here we are allowing it to spill over into our personal life. Why is that Munin? Why can't it stay in the fucking ring instead of affecting what we have?"
"Just business?"
The words were drawn out into a dangerous purr. The type that made one glad that words and tone could not actually do physical harm.
"What you did to Eva became personal when that match ended. She won Alex, she had nothing to do with you feud with Leon. She treated you with respect, more respect than anyone in this company has given you in a long time Alex and this is how you repaid her?"
Her hand clenches on her tumbler and the tips of her fingers dig into the arm of her chair. The only out word signs besides the venom in her voice at how enraged she is.
"With an unprovoked attack?"
As he starts to open his mouth she cuts him off with the sheer viciousness in her tone.
"No. Business is business but family is god damn fucking family and you don't go out of the necessary parameters to fucking break them!"
Alex is beside himself with anger though he isn't sure whether he's mad at the woman in front of him or at himself.
"Babe I had to prove a point and unfortunately she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. If you want to blame anyone you need to blame Leon because had he not shown his face at ringside I would have shook her hand and walked out. Because you're right. She beat me fair and square in the center of that ring and on the leadup to the match didn't fuckin discredit everything about me or my career like everyone else has."
He looked at the bottle in his hand as he paused. His mind drifted off to the many night spent behind bars because of drunken rages and chooses to set the bottle down at least for now.
"But I stand by my choices. What I did in that ring was not personal and it sure as hell wasn't done to make you upset with me. It was business and nothing more."
The silence that follows his words is suffocating, and broken only by the hush rough voice of Munin. Its the voice of someone speaking quieter because the only alternative was screaming.
"Did you ever stop to think once about what would have happened if you damaged her neck outside of the match. How I would feel facing the children after that? What would I tell them? I'm sorry the man I'm in love with attacked your mother to prove a point...it wasn't personal."
Turning her chair to face him she forces him to look her in the eyes.
"There is a line when dealing with family Alex, a line that even Mongrel will acknowledge. Can you honestly not see it?"
He was having trouble keeping his cool but he knew losing it would cause a result much worse.
"Mongrel acknowledges? That over grown idiot damn near killed you! Was it in a ring? Was it after a match? No it was backstage! So please Munin, please tell me how even he acknowledges that you don't cross the line with family. YOU'RE my family! You're the only thing I have here and the only thing in this world that means anything to me. So how in the hell does he acknowledge anything Munin?"
"Why did he attack me Alex?"
"He attacked you because you had his sister jumped. So that automatically gives him a bye for assaulting you backstage? I call bullshit!"
"I'm not saying that its right or wrong, and I'm not saying that I plan on inviting him for tea anytime soon. In fact we will likely be trying to bash each others brains out at some point in the near future. HOWEVER I have never belittled the fact that he did what he did out of some sense of familia loyalty."
Up to this point she had been leaning forward in her chair, but by the time she had finished her reply she had slammed her tumbler down and collapsed back into her chair. Looking suddenly tired.
"I'm not standing here debating the concept of family loyalty. It's one of the main reasons I went after Mongrel after he attacked you. But what I did was within the confines of a wrestling ring. When Eva stepped into that ring she knew the risks that awaited her. If she was so worried about her neck then she shouldn't have agreed to the match!"
"Fuck...."
Alex shook his head as he placed his hands on his hips.
"Was what I did right? No! But what happened happened and I can't do a damn thing about it. And honestly, I'm not sure I would if I could."
She closes her eyes for a moment and turns her face towards the city. The lights reflecting her cold face once more.
She suddenly found herself wishing that the city lights really were stars and that she could wish on them.
"When you last spoke to me about wrestling I wasn't concerned. I figured that you were walking along a line that most wrestlers play with at least once in their career, but tonight I saw you cross it. Are you sure you know what you're doing? Are you sure you can live with where this road takes you?"
Her voice sounded dead with memories of things she wishes that she could.
"In there isn't like the real world Alex, and you won't be able to excuse away your actions with survival or addiction. Your actions will have consequences...and you'll have to deal with them."
"Munin I have done a lot of things in my life that I'm not proud of. I've made a lot of mistakes that I've had to live with throughout the years. What I did to Leon after our match at Aftermath and what I did to Eva after our match at Crimson was childs play so far as I'm concerned."
"Did my actions keep her out of action? Of course not because she's competing at Anniversary Armageddon in a couple of weeks against you! Did I do any long term damage? No! My actions have put people in the hospital and put me behind bars. Yet I'm supposed to feel remorse for my actions inside a wrestling ring? I'm supposed to struggle with my actions that were part of my job? Sorry but I just don't see it Munin."
He looks away from Munin for a moment.
"Had I known this was the reaction I would have gotten from you maybe I would have done something different. I knew that Eva was like a sister to you but in that moment all I saw was Leon sitting ringside with that shit eating grin of his and all I wanted to do was slap it off. Eva was wrong place at the wrong time."
"I wish I could make you understand, but I can see that with the way things currently are that's hopeless. I just hope that you can deal with the consequences."
Standing slowly Munin removes her jacket from the back of the seat.
"I'm not judging you for the path your taking. I've walked that road myself a number of times, but I can't help but think its the wrong thing for you. That's not my call though....its yours."
She pulls on her military coat, pulling her hair out from the neck of her coat to hang down her back.
"Business will be business. Now, I think it will be best if I take a walk so that we can both have time to calm down....I'm still furious with you, but I love you."
"Munin I.."
He pauses as the woman brushes past him and towards the door. What else could he say? She was right, he didn't see her point and had no plans of changing his mind.
"I love you."
So much more should be said but that was all he could manage to get out. She glanced at him once more as she wrapped the scarf around her neck at the door. She wished there was something she could say to make things better, but there was nothing to say. So with that last chance she walked out the door to brave the cold city. Who knew maybe she would find a star....a girl could wish.
